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Fallen Ambitions

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by Guy S. Stanton III


  Chapter Ten

  The Cauldron

  “She won’t boil!” Screamed the maddened scientist.

  Swinging around in his chair he myopically addressed his attending professionals, “Well, why is this? Speak up you imbeciles!”

  To a one, both men and women of this underground realm of horrors untold, shook their heads in perplexity.

  “She seems to have some shield that keeps her from realities circumstances and yet she is not altogether unaffected by our experiments. She does grow wearier. Perhaps given enough time and similar torments her shell will crack and we can see what makes her work more closely upon surgical examination.” One of the staff personnel put forward in a hopeful tense of manner meant to help pacify their irate leader.

  The crotchety head scientist, half bent over from both age and the general distaste of his flesh for himself, huffed out, “This is the best you can come up with? Boil the egg until it’s past any ability to see what makes it special!” He screeched out at the last in high temper.

  Turning back to the screens lit up with the form of a woman harnessed fully submerged in a tank of boiling water he called out into a microphone, “Stop the experiment. Haul her out and bring her down here. We’ll give it another shot at trying to cut something off of her.”

  Turning back to his unsettled staff he hooted triumphantly, as if he had just received an epiphany, “We’ll scrape the egg and analyze the specimen from the outside, but in reverse.”

  “How do we do that sir?”

  “What do you mean how? The same way we’ve created all the others you idiot! Now get the diamond cutting bits out. All I need is a piece of hair or dander or simply just anything I can get my hands on in regards to this unique specimen. Who ever heard of a personal shield so complete as to keep one from boiling, let alone drowning or even being crushed and so on and so on. I must know how it works! The possibilities are endless if we can but crack this latest show of design by the old dictator up there. Can you imagine how it will be? Lucifer himself will grant me his favor! Why with a shield such as this our forces will storm heaven itself and take it by force. Now get to work!”

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